[Shivering with the inward press and sucking his own lower lip in to bite on it, Oikawa shook his head to the question and wiggled slightly; his body just squeezed neatly around that little bit of finger Iwai has pressed in, it wasn't enough, he wanted too much all at once and he knew better than to try and rush him. For his sake, for his own sake. But god did he want to try this.]
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No. Keep going.